Sloane Jackson- Human
Food Court
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Well this was an interesting situation. Sloane listened only partially as this… toy Cinccino tried to explain itself as to why it needed her pen and paper. Personally Sloane didn't really care. She this guy was probably human before and needed her pad and pen for some odd reason or another. And she was right.

This Cinccino was apparently a boy named Jonathan who had been stuck here about a month and the sock puppet/lotad was a woman named Sonya who had been here about five months. Sounded rough. Sloane couldn't help but sympathize with them a little. It must have been difficult. Her mind began to wonder as to how it must have felt when they eventually caved. Sloane knew she could go three weeks, roughly, without food before her body started to eat her organs and tissues and such. Water, however, was a very different story. Sloane had, at most, four days before she would die from lack of fluids. She had brought water bottles for herself, but she hadn't brought enough for she and her Pokemon, as she hadn't expected to make an extended stay. Accounting for all of them and herself, she had maybe two days' worth of water. She also had a soda that was probably flat, but she needed to save that as an absolute last resort. Sodas dehydrated people a lot quicker than water did after all.

"If you could locate an exit or something that'd be fantastic," Sloane replied with a sigh. Her stomach growled as if to agree with the statement. "I brought food so I can probably survive about a month and a half if I relied on food alone but… water I've got at most two weeks before I either cave or kill myself from lack of fluids. I'd… I'd prefer for neither of those to happen." She scratched the back of her head then said, "I'm Sloane Jackson and this is my partner, Shaymin, but I usually call her Shay for short. The rest of my team is in their pokeballs but I can introduce them to you later if you'd like."

Sloane looked back at the lotad that was Sonya. Geez, even here woman were picky about how they looked. Sloane probably wouldn't have cared as long as she wasn't in a form that was completely miserable. Oh well. One of the perks of this place seemed to be that if you were already transformed then you could just gorge yourself and pick a form you liked. The thought of food caused Sloane's stomach to clench in hunger and Sloane winced a little in pain as she wrapped her arms around her stomach again. Shaymin nudged Sloane's arm then gestured to her bag. Sloane shook her head.

"No… we've got to make it last as long as possible. I'm fine. Trust me." Shaymin didn't seem convinced but didn't protest. She climbed up Sloane's arm and dropped down into Sloane's lap. Sloane smiled a little and began to pet Shay. Sloane looked back at Jonathan and said, "Well have fun with that. Maybe this way I'll be able to pick my last meal accordingly."